I LOVE THIS FIC A LOT DEFINITELY RECOMMEND Its Very Angsty Tho So Fair Warning Heh

I LOVE THIS FIC A LOT DEFINITELY RECOMMEND Its very angsty tho so fair warning heh

There’s no freedom in love

pairing: Eren x Reader (romantic) , Hange x Reader (platonic), Armin x Reader (platonic)

genre: A mixture of angst and fluff

wc: 1.5 k

synopsis: Reader helps Hange with their experiments with Eren’s Titan form. She now has the chance to get closer to and see a different side of the boy she holds so dear. Hange is a tease and there are a lot of frustrations that come from unshared feelings.(Includes Hange being roasted by Moblit)

You were curious about really anything and everyone certainly knew that.

When Armin started to ramble on and on about the wonders of the world outside the walls, the stars in your eyes shone like pools of light. Could out there be something as great as ‘the ocean’?

“…a salt lake so big, that no merchant could deplete it. Not even in a lifetime! Isn’t that wonderful, y/n?” the blonde would ask you with a strange, addictive hope in his eyes.

“It really is! Wouldn’t that mean, however, that there’s land somewhere beyond the ocean?”

“I think there’s even more than that! There's flaming water, land made of ice, and fields of san spread wide!”

“…do you think that there are titans there?” That was a question that kept you up at night, that crept into your thoughts and never left, pounding in your ears anytime you went out for ODM gear training or when you simply went to sleep, in your bed next to Sasha’s.

“Even if there are… I’ll kill them all. Every single one of them, until we are free.” grunted Eren, joining your conversation he overheard, an evident tone of anger in his voice. His green bright eyes were glowing with such a passion and verve that you couldn’t help but get lost in them. And suddenly all the voices became background noise as your gaze fixated on the brown haired boy.

You were curious about anything, but always kept an objective attitude. Always realistic and blunt, but still, at your core, a dreamer.

That’s why Levi put you under Hange’s care, or, more precisely, gave you the order to keep an eye on them. Soon enough though, the excitement you once had washed over you and left behind a long trail of anxiety and fear.

For who would be the fear? You can’t really say since it’s divided between Hange and Eren. Both too reckless to actually see around them, one able to turn into a titan and the other obsessed with those beings - you and Moblit placed to make sure they wouldn’t drop dead of exhaustion or another failed experiment.

The whole day felt like it was flying around you, just slightly out of your direction. From the early morning to the eve of night, you had to run around after your squad leader, a pencil and lots of paper to make sure you had the chance to sketch Eren’s titan form from all the points of view.

“It’s a necessary material for future activities! We need to hurry! MOBLIT, Y/N! DID YOU SEE THAT!? WRITE IT DOWN, WRITE IT DOWN!” At this point all you could hear were their screams.

But then again, you’d glance at the male, now turned titan and couldn’t help thinking ‘What a doomed life… To love somebody capable of this, somebody whose freedom is bound to the thing he hates most…”

It wasn’t really pity, it was a strange feeling of longing, a burning desire to take his hand and run away, from all the experiments and obligations, from all the walls and the scouts full of expectations…

“-/n…y/n… Y/N!” the loud voice of Hange broke your train of thought. “Are you still in there? What were you so interested about in his face?” they got closer to you with a smug expression, silently demanding a response.

“I-I think it’s getting late and he should need some rest.” you ultimately mumbled, too flushed and nervous to think of something else. “After all, we want him alive tomorrow…”

“…Right…” Hange narrowed her eyes with suspicion. Truth is she noticed long ago your little “affinity” for the green eyed titan shifter and tried the entire time to pair you two for experiments - in a world that’s slowly crumbling to pieces, what wrong could a little love do?

“All right then, I see, I see…. I guess we could wrap up for today. Moblit, do you have everything?”

“Yes, Hange-san.” The male had visibly large eye bags from the countless sleepless nights spent putting up with the Squad Leader’s imprevisible and eager persona.

“Let’s get going then. Y/n! Finish up with Eren, would you?” Hange screamed at you while being dragged away, smirking despite their tiredness.

“Hangeee stop teasing them” Moblit sighed. “But-“ “No ‘Buts’, let’s go give you a shower.” “ I don’t need one” “You reek”…

Their voices got lost in the distance as you made your way to the titan, launching your ODM gear towards him and gently landing on his shoulder.

Eren looked mindlessly at the night sky. The moon, round and full of light, was shining softly, confined by the sea of stars and the bright blue and green light that crossed the night like a river. It gave him a sort of peacefulness he craved, a slight feeling of the freedom he fought so hard for…

His train of thought was stopped by the feather-light sensation of someone landing on him. Even though he got used to this by now, anytime you were the one to do it, he couldn’t help but jolt, just barely, and turn away his gaze. He silent thanks whatever heavens there are that you couldn’t see the blush on his face everytime you got so close to him.

Holding on a piece of his hair you got closer to him, which made the titan turn his head, the same ever-so-green eyes watching you closely.

“Eren, it’s time to go, we’re over for tonight.”

A part of him wished the experiments would never end, not when you focused all your attention on him, although the other part just wanted to catch a good few hours of sleep. But how could he want to go to sleep when all he wanted to do is be next to you?

With a rough and deep grunt, the titan’s head dropped, steam coming out of his mouth and ears. From his nape, in a shower of scorching vapor, the boy you loved so deeply rised, slightly leaned back with his head falling behind and closed eyes. As he tried to separate himself from the titan’s muscles, you couldn’t help but stare at how effortlessly beautiful he was.

Who would have thought that Eren, the boy who just a few months ago was so clueless about the world around him, moving forward with his strong, self-established idea of freedom, would turn out to be so open and considerate with the others and with his new-found power, so vulnerable to the world around him?

His gaze snapped you out of your thoughts and although the silence was a bit awkward, you managed to speak first.

“We should go, … it’s getting late” Such a dumb thing to say, you thought. From the million things to tell him you choose this?

Eren nodded, eyes still locked on your face. He was attracted to you like a moth to the light and truth is, in the past weeks, when everything seemed to horribly go down, you became one for him. A reason to fight for and a dream of you two finally being together and free to live a peaceful life.

He wishes he told you something, anything and can’t help but mentally curse at himself for being a coward who couldn’t express his feelings for you.

You held your hand out for him and pulled him out completely out of the titan’s flesh that was slowly evaporating. Holding him closely to your body, pressing your hands on his waist tightly, you took off and landed on the ground. Eren was still clinging to you, trying to memorise your touch, the way your body stiffened and slightly trembled under his hands - a wish in his head to keep you forever like this.

“Eren…” you said softly looking at the boy besides you, taking in the way his titan marks framed the emerald of his eyes.

“…Y/ - /N…” His face got closer by the moment, the space between you two filled with the cold breeze of night and the promise of something more…

Just as your lips were about to touch, you stopped in your tracks with your forehead almost pressed to Eren’s.

“I’m … sorry… if today was too much…” you managed to say, hating yourself for this. How could you deny this boy’s closeness? The hurt in his eyes hit right through your heart.

“Don’t worry about me” he tried to smile through the pain and pressure in his chest, before pulling away and starting to walk, only to be stopped by your arms around his chest and your head cradled in his neck. Only a hug, yet his entire heart caught fire.

Truth is, this simple embrace was better than nothing , especially in this troubled times. How could any of you risk falling in love when you could easily lose the other?